Kitsch #ive

"you will abort the baby" Anthony's voice was cold and rough. "I don't want a child" "I can't abort it" Avery's voice was small, fear hidden beneath it. Her hands went to her stomach instinctively and wrapped around it protectively. "It's not a request." Anthony's voice was calm but threatening and it stirred a warning inside Avery. A warning that he wasn't to be messed with. "It's an order. I own you for the next one year and you will do as I say" Avery wanted to yell at him but she couldn't. Even as he sat in a wheelchair, he still looked powerful and threatening. There was just something about him that scared people. "Now get lost" he rumbled and Avery's chest tightened. She couldn't bear to get rid of her only reason to hope. Her father kicked them out of the house months ago with no apparent means of survival and her mother had become gravely ill, bills piling up, and no one left to turn to, she agrees to the unthinkable. An arranged marriage to a dying billionaire she barely knows. He’s cold and cruel. And he makes it clear he wants nothing more than a convenient end to this marriage. But Avery’s not giving up that easily. If she’s going to sacrifice everything, she’s determined to make him fall for her, for hope and for the future neither of them planned

Nathan is an engaged worldwide boxer, he is arrogant and aggressive but with a twisted secret causing his manager Sophie a lot of chaos every day, and one day she finds out about his secret but she definitely shouldn't have. Is the secret as dark as it sounds or is like it a blessing in disguise? "Goodnight Mr. Kim. You're gonna be fine, just give it a couple of days," I smiled as he kicked the slippers off and quickly hid under the covers. "Hm? How'd you know? You don't know about me," he teased, still a bit of slur in his voice as I shifted him a little to the side to sit beside him. I chuckled softly and shrugged. "Trust me, Mr. Kim, I might not know about you but I know about heartbreak. Someone will come along you know, to mend these pieces of your heart," he chuckled sadly and shook his head. "It's not my heart that I'm worried about Sophie." Typical but atypical.

L'hiver de décemebre , apportait tout en moins l'intimité de la mais close , et au dehors avec la monotomie et silence de la neige amoncelée ,la paix, une grande paix pour Candice ,jeune écrivain en voyage vers les Etats-unis ,dans l'espoir de dénicher un contrat ,auprès d'une grande maison d'édition ,mais sur place ,elle se heurte à des refus ,et se retourne vers un acteur d'Holywood Brad , et lui proposa d'écrire l'un de ses scénarios susceptible de nouvelle essor à sa carrière . jusqu'au jour oú ils découvrent ensemble la chaleur d'une amitié profonde .

Everyone in the Blood Moon pack is whispering that Alpha Cassian Ward only allows his pack to spend ten dollars a day. Yes, ten dollars. It's not a pack tradition, nor a decree from the elders. The rule comes from his new financial planner, Mira Langford. Even as Luna, the moment they discover I've spent a single dollar more—on medicine, no less—they drag me out and whip me 20 times in public. By the second lash, my back splits open, blood soaking through my skirt. My personal maid, Elsie Quinn, throws herself forward, sobbing. "Stop, please stop! Luna Sutton is fragile! She won't survive this!" But Mira only lashes harder. "Alpha Cassian said 20 lashes for every extra dollar. Who dares defy him?" I clutch my belly and manage a whisper. "Bring Alpha Cassian here..." A while later, Cassian arrives with his entourage. When he sees the blood streaking down my back, a flicker of pity crosses his eyes. "Mira, that's enough." Tears brim in Mira's eyes. "You said everyone would answer to me when you brought me back. I haven't even begun to be strict, and you're already going back on your word?" With that, she turns to leave. Cassian catches her hand. "Fine. I won't interfere. Don't tire yourself. Let the guards finish it." As the whip strikes me again and again, a warm, sticky pool of blood forms under me. A caustic laugh escapes my lips as tears streak down my face and into my tangled hair. By the time Cassian remembers me the next morning and finally sends for a healer, Elsie is bent over my body, trembling with grief. "Luna Sutton, how could this happen? You're gone, and so is the pup."

🌶️🔥Spoi “You really need to be quiet now,” he whispered. “Unless you want the people in this office to hear.” “This doesn’t mean I’ll be yours.” “You already are mine, Amber.” He parted my legs and knelt in front of me. In one swift move, he pushed my panties aside and slid his fingers across my soaked folds. “Ahhh… don’t…” I whimpered. “Miss Lawyer,” he murmured, his fingers stroking me with maddening precision, “when it comes to winning… all’s fair in love and war.” 📚 BLURB After her family goes bankrupt, Amber’s life turns upside down. She has no choice but to leave everything behind in New York and move to Lubbock. Her heart is broken, her dreams shattered… but she has to stay strong. A new city, new people, a fresh start. She had no idea that becoming an assistant for her boyfriend’s uncle would lead her into a forbidden romance. An attorney… Adrian Alder: cold, strict, and deeply mysterious. A man who delivers his own kind of justice—and happens to be the boss. He approached his nephew’s girlfriend on a dare. But what he didn’t know? Amber was no easy prey. Their lives will never be the same again. A passionate journey awaits—one of love, loyalty, and second chances.

"It's all your fault. You know you did this to me," he said, cradling my face with his hands, lightly brushing his lips against mine. His breathing was staggered and he groaned when my body writhed under him. "You made a big mistake by coming into my room." "Sorry, I'll never com---" He sucked my lips with an intense urgency, his fingers digging into my waist. Caressing my tongue with his, he could feel my suppressed moan and kissed me even more passionately. "Fuck! I love the way you taste." His words were awakening some primal needs inside me. The way his lips slid across my skin sent heat straight to my core. His already crazy hard boner was flaring against my belly button. I was moaning against his ear while he licked my neck. He was going to make Adalyn his Luna in three days. What was I even doing here? I pushed him away with all my strength. What surprised me was that he didn't try to stop me from running away. He was clearly in more control of the situation than I was. *** Her mate thinks she is a human, and she lets him believe so... The ruthless Alpha Kian from the Storm Moon Pack wipes out an enemy pack only to realize that the enemy pack Luna, Nyla, is his second chance mate. Nyla is torn between avenging her soulmate's death and falling for the heartless man. Things go awry when the Storm Moon Pack members go disappearing one by one every full moon night. Will the alpha find out Nyla's true identity? Will Nyla bring doom to the alpha and his pack or give in to the mate bond?

Mae has been hunted, branded, and sold. Every system she touches breaks, every place she hides collapses, and she has no idea why. Until the Fallen Five take her. Ashar the unyielding. Riven the haunted. Kaine the weapon. Lucien the shadow-born. Sethis the hacker-devil with a grin. Each of them is bound to Mae in ways none of them understand, drawn to her by threads of fate tangled long before she was born. Their broken home stirs when she arrives, as if recognizing its missing piece. So do their hearts. The galaxy calls her dangerous. The Fallen call her theirs. Ancient prophecy calls her the Divine Fracture, a living reset bound to all five of them. Mae never asked to save anyone, never asked to love anyone. But the more she falls for each of them, the more her power awakens and the more dangerous the truth becomes.

Katrina who is longing for her father for years will fall for Zacharias without knowing that he is the reason why her father had left them. They will fall for each other despite those obstacles and challenges that will come upon them. Everything will be complicated. But the question is... Will they still have a happy ending? Or will they simply give in to the trials that the universe will give them? Will they still be able to fight together even though their worlds are hindering their love?

« Mlle Bernard, vous avez fait six fois FIV pour avoir ce bébé, voulez-vous vraiment l'abandonner ? M. Thomas est-il aussi d'accord pour interrompre cette grossesse ? » « J'en suis sûre, il sera d'accord. » Léa n'avait pas dormi de la nuit, sa voix était rauque, mais une lucidité qu'elle n'avait jamais eue brillait en elle. « L'intervention a été programmée dans une semaine. » Une semaine plus tard, ce sera l'anniversaire de mariage avec Alex. Tant mieux, elle voulait que tout finisse là où tout avait commencé. Elle a réservé son billet de départ, sa main a lentement caressé son ventre, là où une petite vie encore informe grandissait. Depuis cinq ans, elle attendait son arrivée avec espoir. Mais elle n'aurait jamais imaginé qu'au jour où son vœu se réaliserait, elle choisirait d'abandonner cet enfant.

There are three things Samara Culkin loves: her father, wearing high heels, and being a detective. But in a world where being a female officer is considered weak, she struggles to find a place where she feels truly belong. Determined to prove The Detective Tag firm that she is worth it, she sets out to solve one of the biggest cases the city of Los Angeles has ever seen. There are three things Clayton Jones likes: his car, detective skills, and the female detective who happens to catch his eye—Samara. As an expert and well-known crime officer, he is given the chance to work with her; a one-time possibility that rarely happens. The only problem is that she hates him. And he does not know why. The Detective Tag is a crime fiction with a twist of romance. Join Samara and Clayton—all the bitterness, dislikes, and romance in between—as they dive into the world of crime cases and murder investigations. Well, maybe a bit of finding love, too.